"Your Highness, it's better if you request for something more realistic." Chu Liuyue held the knife and used a little strength to push him away.
Rong Xiu knitted his brows but did not move backward. Instead, he inched forward.
The two people were extremely close to each other, and they were almost a breath away.
Rong Xiu honestly put everything he had in front of her and did not care about the rest. His dark eyes reflected Chu Liuyue's figure.
Chu Liuyue was dazed for a moment. It seemed like… he would still inch closer without a care in the world, even if she held a sharp blade.
She was stunned, and there was a delay in her actions.
A dark light flashed across Rong Xiu's eyes, and his lips curved up slightly in a flirty manner. A faint sigh landed beside Chu Liuyue's ears. "… How fierce."
